Your taste for words is lubricious.
Lubricious. Lubricious. Mmmm … yummmmm … tasty … lubricious …
… wibble …
I knew it. Now take the hook out of your mouth; it’s not attractive. 
Recidivist. Say “Re” slowly. Then “cidivist” real fast. Even folks who should know what this word means often don’t.
For example, recidivists?
I like Lugubrious.
apoplectic
anastomosis
vanquished
scurvy
isostasy
ephemeral
Some for the unique mouth feel. Some because of old associations.
“Edgy” is becoming too common for me. It seems to mean “cool” but in a vague unpinnable way.
Fulfillment.
Lope means walk in english, too.
Gloat - an ugly word befitting an ugly practice.
Summonses - it stumbles over itself.
Justice - 'nuff said.
Pert. Obviously, not as much as moist or turgid, but still a good word.
Pert. Mmmm …
Why haven’t you posted “heaving” or “globular” yet?
Clachneart - the proper Gaelic term for the “open stone” toss in Highland Athletics.
Why? Why those particular words, oh tiny, many-sided one? Did you see them on some progra … oops, sorry! Sensitive subject. I should have been screening out such words. Wha? Oh, SORRY, sorry, did it again …
You’ve been reading the Missus’ gothic romances, haven’t you.
Lovecraft, in fact.
Heebie-Jeebies.
Jujube.
Mojo.
Hoodoo.
I don’t remember “pert” and “turgid” as part of his language. “Eldritch” and “gibbering”, yes.
I think it’s the things he left out that are so magical about his writing.
I think it’s the things you put in, you maniac. I’m beginning to realise you might imagine Nyarlathotep as a zaftig smoky-eyeded odalisque with mucus and tentacles.